Can true love warm his frozen heart?When Casey Stevens went away to college four years ago, he ghosted on
his straight best friend, Joel Vreeland. He hoped time and distance would lessen the unrequited affection he felt, but all it did was make
him miss Joel more. Home for the holidays, Casey hopes they might find a way to be friends again. But Joel’s frosty reception reminds
Casey of just how hard he had to fight to be Joel’s friend in the first place. It’s going to take a Christmas miracle to get past that cool
façade again. Joel isn’t as straight as Casey believes, and his years of pining for Casey
have left him hurting and alone, caring for his abusive father and struggling to get by. Unable to trust anyone except his rescue dog—
and with no reason to believe Casey is interested in him for more than a holiday fling—Joel’s icy heart might shatter before it can thaw.
Can Casey and Joel’s love overcome mistrust, parental rejection, class
differences, and four long years apart? Mr. Frosty Pants is a stand-alone, Christmas gay romance by Leta Blake featuring a virgin hero,
childhood friends-to-lovers, second chance romance, and steamy mm first times.

Author BioAuthor of the bestselling book Smoky Mountain Dreams and the fan
favorite Training Season, Leta Blake’s educational and professional background is in psychology and finance, respectively. However,
her passion has always been for writing. She enjoys crafting romance stories and exploring the psyches of made up people. At home in
the Southern U.S., Leta works hard at achieving balance between her day job, her writing, and her family.

I was just realized that this is my second book from this author. I read Any Given Lifetime, and I loved it. So I read this book with high expectation, hoping this as good as AGL.
It was good in the beginning, but then, I found so much angst in this story that made me upset.
I didn't sit well with so much angst in my holiday story. Supposed it should be fun, right? With a healthy portion of angst (Read : none of very low). This is a holiday season after all.
But instead, I found such homophobic abuse, domestic abuse. By parents. And Casey and Joey didn't have power to speak up at the moment. They were kids, after all.
I liked Casey, but Joel exhausted me a lot. This story, in fact, exhausting.
Not that this wasn't good, if you are a fan of Leta Blake, I believe this one will excited you, and loved it.
I think this time, this story was not for me. I read two books. One hit, one miss.
I'll still read some of this author's other books in the future, hoping I can find another gem.
Like I said earlier, if you are a fan, you won't miss this one!

The diagnosis of a chronic stomach condition leaves thirty-two-year-old Sergeant Jed Cooper with little choice but to call time on his Army career. Then on the dusty streets of Kirkuk, an ambush gone tragically wrong decimates his team, and he returns to the US with a shattered leg and the memory of his best friend dying in his arms.Life in his sleepy hometown proves intolerable until he finds solace in a lakeside cabin with vivacious young carpenter, Max O’Dair. In the shadow of the epilepsy that periodically plagues Max, he and Jed form an unspoken bond. After a late night episode, Jed realizes how much Max means to him, and life has taught him not to waste time.But the lines between contentment and complacency are blurred. Things left hidden resurface to tear through their world, and before they can repair the damage, death comes to call again. Faces, past and present, rally around them to weather the storm, but before long, they are left with only love.

Garrett Leigh is an award-winning British writer and book designer, currently working for Dreamspinner Press, Loose Id, Riptide Publishing, and Fox Love Press. Garrett's debut novel, Slide, won Best Bisexual Debut at the 2014 Rainbow Book Awards, and her polyamorous novel, Misfits was a finalist in the 2016 LAMBDA awards.When not writing, Garrett can generally be found procrastinating on Twitter, cooking up a storm, or sitting on her behind doing as little as possible, all the while shouting at her menagerie of children and animals and attempting to tame her unruly and wonderful FOX.Garrett is also an award winning cover artist, taking the silver medal at the Benjamin Franklin Book Awards in 2016. She designs for various publishing houses and independent authors at blackjazzdesign.com, and co-owns the specialist stock site moonstockphotography.com with photographer Dan Burgess.Website: http://www.garrettleigh.com/Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/garrettleighauthor/Twitter: https://twitter.com/Garrett_Leigh

I met Jed and Max in Circle, then I realized I hadn't read Only Love, the book about those two amazing people in Pete and Ash life.
I really liked the idea of two people with some disabilities together, not easy, but many times it works.
It's also worked with Max and Jed after Jed moved to the cabin.
Many things happened, but Max and Jed destined to be together since the first time they met.
This is a long book, with both Jed and Max everyday struggled, with their past especially.
I really like what Max said to Jed after he went to Paul's service....

..."There's no past tense when you lose someone, Jed. You just keep on loving them.""

Yeah they had tortured past life, both of them, and they survived. That's all what matter, right?

After ruining his chances with Sebastian, Meik is plagued by the past and haunted by the present. His escape: booze and sex. But the memories of Gabe continuously well up and never ebb. They become an ever-present companion he cannot escape.

Will he hoist himself out of depression to seal the past and face the present or will he lose himself in the bottom of the bottle?

This is the fourth and FINAL book of the Gay Erotic Romance “Obsessed”. It features explicit adult m/m content as well as romantic elements. Warning: mentions of illness and death.

Excerpt

Sex shouldn’t be so hard. People did it all the time. Hell, he and Gabe were proof that people fucked. By now though, he’d looked up too much information. That was the problem. He’d researched and researched. Looked up articles. Instructional videos. Diagrams. He wanted to be prepared, but he’d ended up scaring himself.

The doorbell rang, several times in quick succession. Gabe’s familiar pattern. Anxiety served as a cold shower to his erection, the bulge dying down. He shut the drawer, bouncing up like a jack-in-the-box.

He galloped down the stairs, grinning when he saw Gabe walk towards him, having let himself in. His backpack dangled from his shoulder, and he smiled widely. “Ready to work on homework?” he teased.

“Yeah. Sure.” Meik chuckled. He approached Gabe, meeting him at the bottom stairs. He took the backpack from his shoulder, letting it thud to the ground next to them. “We can work on our anatomy homework.”

Meik moved in to catch Gabe’s lips, but his kiss ended up skidding across those dark curls when Gabe tilted his head forward into Meik’s chest, sighing loudly. “You’re talking like we’re in a cheap porno. I don’t like it.” His whining was muffled. “I don’t even take anatomy.”

A snigger and Meik buried his nose in Gabe’s hair. “You kinda like it. Admit it.”

Trickling his fingers along Gabe’s side, he snuck them under his shirt, touch light on the warm skin. “Admit it,” Meik lilted, tickling him.

Gabe squirmed, shaking his head. “No.” His laughter, still silent, made his entire body tremble.

“Not gonna stop until you admit you like my porn talk.” Meik enjoyed the way Gabe wiggled against him, hips pressing together. The erection that had died down started regaining strength until the weight of what he’d planned settled on him again. Would things change? Would they be the same? Would Gabe even want to sleep with him? Those same doubts had plagued him for the last couple of weeks.

“Meik! Stop!” Gabe shrieked in laughter, palming his chest and pushing him away. He was breathless, blotches of pink on his cheeks, tears clinging to his lashes.

“Fine, fine. Only ‘cause I like you though.” Meik held his hands up in surrender.

“You are the biggest dork. I don’t know why everyone at school thinks you’re cool.”

“I cultivate my image very carefully.”

“Oh, so I am the only one who knows the real you?” Gabe’s head quirked, hands fisting in Meik’s shirt.

It was an interesting question. A probing one. Meik didn’t know the answer himself. His brows drew together, and he shrugged. “Dunno. Maybe.”

“You’re supposed to say yes. It’s flattering and romantic.”

Meik leaned in, nipping at Gabe’s pout. “I mean...yes.”

“Better,” Gabe hummed.

Meik pressed their lips together. “Why don’t we...head up to my room?” The words came out with a hitch, surprisingly.

“Sure.” Gabe pulled away, snatching up his bag. “I brought those movies for us to watch.”

Gabe didn’t seem to have a clue what Meik planned. After all, they spent most weekends watching movies together.

About the Authors

This is Quin&Perin. We are a team of Sultry Gay Romance writers who focus on detailed, toe-curling, and realistic smut scenes with a fair share of dirty talking (Oh, boy). Unlike other authors, we write without the goal of publishing anything. Publishing is just the cherry on top of a cream-covered bubble butt.

This is the last one of this series and don't worry about a happy ending. It has a happy ending.
Though it felt like a HEA, from what I read about Meik, it was a promise of a HEA.
Though this is actually Sebastian and Meik's story, Gabe's story outnumbered Sebastian in this installment. We finally got the story about Meik's backstory and why he's like that. Sure he's an a**hole for Sebastian, but sometimes, memories and hurt stays forever.

My only complain is that the ending wrapped up a bit rush, I though this book could be more satisfying if the authors add a few more chapters at the end, so we can get a complete story of Sebastian.
I admit, this one is a better part then the previous one, I don't hate Meik anymore :)

Advance review copy provided by the author through Gay Book Promotion for an honest and unbiased review

Thursday, 6 December 2018

Two clueless men.One determined little girl.A whole circle of friends who’ve grown tired of waiting.You are hereby invited to the wedding of the king of New York City nightlife, who’s finally marrying his prince charming.

OMG I'm crying!
We are finally invited to the most anticipated wedding from one of my favorite couple and Lillie is definitely will be going to be a wedding organizer growing up! This is a very short read, but sum up everyone I need to see, including my all time favorite, Micah and Josh! And of course, that oblivious Marcus.
I loved every minute reading this sweet Christmas wedding, arranged by a six year old girl and couldn't be more perfect for Marcus and Tyler!
Finally, I can say 'FINALLY!'
Recommended!
Ohh...and happy wedding Marcus and Tyler! xxxxxxxxxx

Felice Stevens has
always been a romantic at heart. She believes that while life is tough,
there is always a happy ending just around the corner. Her characters
have to work for it, however. Like life in NYC, nothing comes easy and
that includes love.

She lives in New York City with her husband
and two children. Her day begins with a lot of caffeine and ends with a
glass (or two) of red wine. She’s retired from practicing law and now
daydreams of a time when she can sit by a beach and write beautiful
stories of men falling in love. Although there are bound to be a few
bumps along the way, a Happily Ever After is always guaranteed

Now he sports a black eye and his bros have kicked him out of their band—three weeks before Christmas. It’s an unfamiliar kick to his over-inflated ego, but . . . whatever.

No problem.

Thanks to some stellar eavesdropping, an unexpected angel ornament, and a bribe to open for his favorite band ever, Pax will weasel his way back into his mates’ good graces.

All he has to do is friend Clifford, the neighborhood man-shrew, for the summer. Distract him a bit so Clifford’s younger sister can sneak around.

It sounds like a piece of beginners Beethoven. Jolly good fun.

Easy.

Because, Pax totally knows how to friend people. He has heaps of friends. This shrew’s no match for his shrewd ways. Or is he?

The Christmas Angel Series

In 1750, a master woodcarver poured all his unrequited love, passion, and longing into his masterpiece—a gorgeous Christmas angel for his beloved’s tree. When the man he loved tossed the angel away without a second thought, a miracle happened. The angel was found by another who brought the woodcarver True Love.

Since then, the angel has been passed down, sold, lost and found, but its magic remains. Read the romances inspired by (and perhaps nudged along by) the Christmas angel through the years. Whether it’s 1700s England (Eli Easton's Christmas Angel), the 1880’s New York (Kim Fielding’s Summerfield’s Angel), the turn-of-the-century (Jordan L. Hawk’s Magician’s Angel), World War II (L.A. Witt’s Christmas Homecoming), Vietnam-era (N.R. Walker’s Soldier’s Wish), the 1990’s (Anyta Sunday’s Shrewd Angel), or 2018 (RJ Scott’s Christmas Prince), the Christmas angel has a way of landing on the trees of lonely men who need its blessing for a very Merry Christmas and forever HEA.

“Just because I’m gay and you’re gay, doesn’t mean we should be gay together.” Pax rested his head back against Cliff’s shoulder. “No, but I’m a dick, and you’re a dick, and we both like dick, so . . .”

So...
it's kinda hard to write this.
I love Anyta's books, almost all of them. Sorry that this one didn't really work for me.
I like slow burn, enemy to lovers, friends to lovers and I love Anyta's books :(
I really wanted to love this book, but I can't. All my friends loved it, and I was trying to find out where did I go wrong with this.
I liked Pax, I like Cliff, but...
I liked the story premise, but...
I wanted to praise this book, but...
I wanted to enjoy this book, but...
I felt bored, and tired, and cannot wait to finished this book so I can start the new one.
I love the series, this was an okay, fun, adorable story, but not my favorite of Anyta and the series over all.
I'm sure this time, it's not the book, it's me. Because all my friends loved it, and I didn't :(

August 1939. Roger Miller and Jack O’Brien have been close since childhood. By the time they realize there’s more between them than friendship, Jack is leaving their sleepy Iowa town for college. But they console themselves knowing he’ll be home for Christmas. Right?

It is Christmas before they see each other again, but that Christmas comes six years and a world war later. Aged, beaten, and shaken by combat, they’re not the boys they were back then, but their feelings for each other are stronger than ever.

Neither know the words to say everything they’ve carried since that peacetime summer kiss, though. Even as they stand in the same room, there’s a thousand miles between them.

But maybe that’s some distance the little angel in Roger’s rucksack can cross.

This 24,000 word novella is part of the multi-author Christmas Angel series, and can be read as a standalone.

The Christmas Angel Series

In 1750, a master woodcarver poured all his unrequited love, passion, and longing into his masterpiece—a gorgeous Christmas angel for his beloved’s tree. When the man he loved tossed the angel away without a second thought, a miracle happened. The angel was found by another who brought the woodcarver True Love.

Since then, the angel has been passed down, sold, lost and found, but its magic remains. Read the romances inspired by (and perhaps nudged along by) the Christmas angel through the years. Whether it’s 1700s England (Eli Easton's Christmas Angel), the 1880’s New York (Kim Fielding’s Summerfield’s Angel), the turn-of-the-century (Jordan L. Hawk’s Magician’s Angel), World War II (L.A. Witt’s Christmas Homecoming), Vietnam-era (N.R. Walker’s Soldier’s Wish), the 1990’s (Anyta Sunday’s Shrewd Angel), or 2018 (RJ Scott’s Christmas Prince), the Christmas angel has a way of landing on the trees of lonely men who need its blessing for a very Merry Christmas and forever HEA.

L.A. Witt is an abnormal M/M romance writer who has finally been released from the purgatorial corn maze of Omaha, Nebraska, and now spends her time on the southwestern coast of Spain. In between wondering how she didn’t lose her mind in Omaha, she explores the country with her husband, several clairvoyant hamsters, and an ever-growing herd of rabid plot bunnies. She also has substantially more time on her hands these days, as she has recruited a small army of mercenaries to search South America for her nemesis, romance author Lauren Gallagher, but don’t tell Lauren. And definitely don’t tell Lori A. Witt or Ann Gallagher. Neither of those twits can keep their mouths shut…

“For some reason every time I touched that angel or looked at it, I remembered that if I got through the war, then I might see you again. Sometimes… sometimes that was the only thing that kept me going.”

This is a very beautiful second chance romance from one of my favorites, LA Witt.
As we knew, back then, being gay was forbidden and even Jack and Roger didn't know that they're gay, they're just, 'people lile us'.
After six long years and realized being with women is never an option, the angel worked her magic to let Roger and Jack see what they need to see and feel what their heart desire and comfortable in their own skin. And just be who they are.

We’d both survived a war that had killed our friends all around us. We were two men who needed each other in a world that didn’t allow it I don’t care what we’re supposed to do.

War is never pretty, but the, back home with the family demanded you to get married and happy, when all you want is being with a man you loved. A man, not a woman.
They had to make a decision after all.
And the decision and choice is only one. Being with each other. Be true to what they are and who they are.
Jack and Roger with a help of the angel figurine, finally found their happiness.
And I'm happy.

I just know I’ve spent all these years scared to death I’d never see you again. Now that we’re here again, I don’t give a damn what anybody else thinks. I love you, I always have, and I’ll understand if we can’t be together...

I didn’t need something to shut out the fear and stave off the loneliness—I needed this man to know that I loved him, that I had always loved him, and that I couldn’t and wouldn’t stop loving him.

Such a gorgeous story, Lori wrote a beautiful historical romance that is hard to forget. And Roger and Jack will stay with me for a very long time.
Recommended!

Prince Raphael, the youngest son of the Montaunoit royal family, is the custodian of his country's history. At a Sotheby's auction, he outbids Marc on an item he doesn't even want. Just because he can.

Meeting the museum curator turns Raphael's world upside down, and when lust turns to love he knows he has to change.

Can Marc be the one to show Raphael that he doesn't have to stay the lonely prince forever, and that love is always an option?

This story is one of seven stories which can all be read and enjoyed in any order.

The Christmas Angel Series

In 1750, a master woodcarver poured all his unrequited love, passion, and longing into his masterpiece—a gorgeous Christmas angel for his beloved’s tree. When the man he loved tossed the angel away without a second thought, a miracle happened. The angel was found by another who brought the woodcarver True Love.

Since then, the angel has been passed down, sold, lost and found, but its magic remains. Read the romances inspired by (and perhaps nudged along by) the Christmas angel through the years. Whether it’s 1700s England (Eli Easton's Christmas Angel), the 1880’s New York (Kim Fielding’s Summerfield’s Angel), the turn-of-the-century (Jordan L. Hawk’s Magician’s Angel), World War II (L.A. Witt’s Christmas Homecoming), Vietnam-era (N.R. Walker’s Soldier’s Wish), the 1990’s (Anyta Sunday’s Shrewd Angel), or 2018 (RJ Scott’s Christmas Prince), the Christmas angel has a way of landing on the trees of lonely men who need its blessing for a very Merry Christmas and forever HEA.

USA Today bestselling author RJ Scott writes stories with a heart of romance, a troubled road to reach happiness, and most importantly, a happily ever after.

RJ Scott is the author of over one hundred romance books, writing emotional stories of complicated characters, cowboys, millionaire, princes, and the men who get mixed up in their lives. RJ is known for writing books that always end with a happy ever after. She lives just outside London and spends every waking minute she isn’t with family either reading or writing.

The last time she had a week’s break from writing she didn’t like it one little bit, and she has yet to meet a bottle of wine she couldn’t defeat.

This is a wonderful modern Cinderfella story, with a touch of a little ghost and some secret of the past. Marc and Raphael were opposite in everything, except their silly interest of one thing in the auction. And that was actually drove Raphael and Marc together in the first place. Their first meeting intrigued Raphael to get to know the fiery curator, and he wanted him. What Raphael want, Raphael get. He's a Prince after all. And a sneaky one.
I loved their chemistry, their same interest of one particular subject, and hearing the same 'ghost'.
Christmas Prince was an entertaining holiday story, and well written by RJ.
It's sweet, yes. Sugary sweet, yes. Adorable, yes. Cute and dreamy, yes. Besides, who doesn't want to have their own prince anyway?
Christmas Prince was enjoyable, light, no angst, and RJ wrapped it well with a guaranteed happy ending between Raphael and Marc.
What's not to love?